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“Natsuko Takamura” was her name. She was always loitering by herself by the steps of the building where we both lived. She seemed not to be good at making friends. I could relate. “Maybe I can be friends with you, mister.” The words were like magic. Natsuko and I were friends now, just by her arbitrary and naive choice. So simple. It’s why I like young girls. I invited her into my place to hang out for a while. To enjoy some grown up friendship.